Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

Chapter 640: Chapter 53 Do you think what you see is real?

Tel looked at the crisp banknotes on the table, propped his chin with one hand, and tilted his head to size up the uninvited guest in front of him.

A black suit, white shirt, sunglasses.

The body wasn’t too tall but was muscular, with distinct calluses on the palms and at the base of the thumbs.

A bodyguard?

Tel guessed.

At the same time, he glanced over at Jason.

At this moment, Jason was completely captivated by the aroma wafting from the kitchen and was paying no attention to the person in front of him.

Tel was not surprised at this.

After all, he was there.

Weren’t these things supposed to be handled by him?

Thinking this, Tel revealed a courteous smile and pushed the banknotes back across the table.

“Although I’d love to take the cash and leave, my stomach simply won’t allow it.”

Tel uttered these words.

While he was tempted to snatch the banknotes and slap them on the other person’s face, he knew that such an action would not endear him more to Jason.

Mr. Jason had a fondness for eating!

He ought to use etiquette befitting food to reject the other party.

The bodyguard standing there, even behind sunglasses, seemed to furrow his brow.

Then, he threw out another stack of banknotes.

“Please leave!”

The other party emphasized.

“Continue.”

Tel quirked an eyebrow, his tone flippant as he spoke, maintaining the polite smile on his face.

Instantly, the bodyguard clenched his fist.

But immediately, he threw yet another stack of banknotes.

“Is there more?”

Tel asked with a grin.

This time, the bodyguard could not hold back.

He raised his hand, intending to grab Tel.

Snap!

A crisp finger snap sounded.

The bodyguard, as if in a trance, froze in place.

Then, he just stood there, turning around and walking out of the restaurant.

Dingling!

The chime of the wind bell sounded again as the door closed.

And the moment the door shut, the bodyguard immediately came to his senses.

He looked back in shock at the restaurant, then, bewildered, at his employer standing in front of him.

“Useless.”

The young employer said such words, striding in through the door.

Dingling!

Amid the jingle of the wind chime, the young employer walked in.

He wore a red plaid suit, a black shirt, and matching shoes, with his blond hair tending to yellow above a pair of eyes filled with intense arrogance. His gaze swept over Jason and Tel with a hint of disdain.

Finally, his eyes rested on Tel.

At this time, Jason, who was lured by the food, was far less noticeable than Tel, who dressed in hip attire and had one gold and one silver earring.

Especially the naturally emanating ‘Mystical Side’ aura from Tel’s presence, it made the young employer pause in his tracks.

“I am very sorry for my bodyguard’s rudeness.”

The young employer said very respectfully.

However, the scorn in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Moreover, his face was full of arrogance. @@novelbin@@

Thus, such an apology seemed insincere and more akin to an act of patronage.

When the young man straightened his back, he said quite bluntly, “I am the second son of the Bolun Family, and I would prefer not to have strangers around while I dine.”

While speaking, he pulled out a checkbook, tore off one of the checks, placed it on the table, and gently slid it toward Tel.

“Name your price?”

The young man said carelessly.

His eyes seemed to playfully watch Tel, as if he was anticipating some amusing figure Tel might write.

And Tel was thinking about what the other had just said.

‘The second son of the Bolun Family’?

He was familiar with the Bolun Family.

An emerging family that rose to prominence after the decline of the Edward Family, but compared to the heyday of the Edward Family, the Bolun Family held not even a third of their power.

Constrained by the council and by various magnates.

A delicate balance had formed in Cherry City.

However, he had heard more about the ‘Bolun Family’s’ eldest daughter.

And this young man, the second son?

He knew of him.

But it was the first time he had seen him.

“Just fill in any number, and I’ll meet it.”

The ‘second son of the Bolun Family’ said brazenly, while Tel was thinking, almost as if imposing.

That kind of imposition tinged with a malicious joke.

Tel felt the malice behind it, and a flash of displeasure crossed his eyes.

Just as Tel was preparing to teach this young man a minor lesson, the door was pushed open again.

Dingling!

A girl in a white dress walked in.

The moment she entered, she saw the ‘second son of the Bolun Family.’

“Bolun?!”

“You’re bullying people again!”

After the girl’s voice rose in surprise, she spoke even louder, then walked over to Bolun and grabbed his ear.

“Ow, ow, that hurts.”

“Emily, let go!”

“You crazy girl, let go!”

Bolun shouted and protested, but the girl stood there with an apologetic face, apologizing to Jason and Tel.

“I’m sorry, my friend has been poorly disciplined since childhood, I apologize on his behalf.”

“Please don’t mind it.”

“I’m truly sorry.”

After saying that, the girl bowed.

Her hair fell with her bow, and the white dress added to the young girl’s sense of purity, now even more beautiful in its unique simplicity.

Especially when such an innocent young girl stood next to a vile fellow, the contrast was stark.

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